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Sunday, part 1 of 2.
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missmea in New Delhi today, Thursday, while we were in in Kyle of Lochalsh. She's bought a new sewing machine for 900 rupees (about $20 US), to help her de-stress. Classes are starting up, she's going to get some practical experience in the preservation dept. of their natural history museum, and she's taking an independent study course on ancient Indian history. She's had stomach trouble, it was hurting a lot and she got so dehydrated they took her to a hospital; now she's on some pills that are helping her stay hydrated, and she's okay.]
Sunday morning, back on duty. At 10:00 Nojay and Allan MacBain were due to meet at Ops to get into the secure tech storage, retrieve the flood lights, and go to the SECC Forth Room to start setting up for the Worldcon Chairs photo shoot. The Forth Room would have been the venue for the 10:00 am WSFS Business Meeting session, if there had been one; since there wasn't, the first thing happening there was the Mark Protection Committee meeting at 11:00. On my way over to the SECC, I bumped into Murray Moore who gave me his fanzine. In fact a number of people handed me fanzines during the convention; when I get caught up on my diary posts, I'll start reading them and commenting on them.
( People I saw and photographed on Sunday included... )
The Worldcon Chairs photo shoot was scheduled for 11:30. Kevin Standlee had asked the SECC people to combine the bigger stage (removing the desk) and the little stage (with the lectern), so we could line up the chairs for the Worldcon chairs and the Hugo nominees and the Hugo winners on them. Ideally, we wanted a row of chairs in front of the stage, a row of chairs on the stage behind the first row, and standing room behind that. The podiums (podia? podii?) hadn't been moved, though, so we just set up a row of chairs in the corner and lined them up there. We talked to the SECC people, and determined that they could set up the podium arrangement we wanted at 14:00, and it would be done long before our 18:00 Hugo Nominees Reception photo session. And our people, led by Nojay, would come in and set up the floodlights. So that was sorted.
( When the MPC meeting was over, we lined up all of the Worldcon chairs that were in town, and shot them. )
Meanwhile, in the afternoon, I headed downtown to get my phone sorted. At Vodafone, I told them about the wonky behavior, and that my suspicion was that it was an intermittent problem with the antenna. They sold me a new phone and took away the bad phone, charging me 15 pounds. I was happy enough, although of course I wasn't thrilled with paying for three phones when we only needed two good ones. On the way back I saw a store called "Curves" (no relation to the women's gym in the states), and stopped in at "Blue Lagoon" where Yvonne Finn sold me a single fish. For those who are used to american fish and chips shops, a "single fish" means I just wanted the fried fish. (A "fish dinner" is fish and chips.) The single fish was actually two pieces of fish -- two very large pieces. I estimate I had the equivalent of a four- or five-piece fish course from H. Salt or Londondale or any of the other english-sounding american chip shops. Tasty, indeed. I went into the Central Station to sort out our Tuesday trip to Inverness -- I wanted to make sure we had reservations. I booked us onto the 16:12; it was either that, or take the 10-something train, or have to change trains partway there.
[We talked to
missmea in New Delhi today, Thursday, while we were in in Kyle of Lochalsh. She's bought a new sewing machine for 900 rupees (about $20 US), to help her de-stress. Classes are starting up, she's going to get some practical experience in the preservation dept. of their natural history museum, and she's taking an independent study course on ancient Indian history. She's had stomach trouble, it was hurting a lot and she got so dehydrated they took her to a hospital; now she's on some pills that are helping her stay hydrated, and she's okay.]Sunday morning, back on duty. At 10:00 Nojay and Allan MacBain were due to meet at Ops to get into the secure tech storage, retrieve the flood lights, and go to the SECC Forth Room to start setting up for the Worldcon Chairs photo shoot. The Forth Room would have been the venue for the 10:00 am WSFS Business Meeting session, if there had been one; since there wasn't, the first thing happening there was the Mark Protection Committee meeting at 11:00. On my way over to the SECC, I bumped into Murray Moore who gave me his fanzine. In fact a number of people handed me fanzines during the convention; when I get caught up on my diary posts, I'll start reading them and commenting on them.
( People I saw and photographed on Sunday included... )
The Worldcon Chairs photo shoot was scheduled for 11:30. Kevin Standlee had asked the SECC people to combine the bigger stage (removing the desk) and the little stage (with the lectern), so we could line up the chairs for the Worldcon chairs and the Hugo nominees and the Hugo winners on them. Ideally, we wanted a row of chairs in front of the stage, a row of chairs on the stage behind the first row, and standing room behind that. The podiums (podia? podii?) hadn't been moved, though, so we just set up a row of chairs in the corner and lined them up there. We talked to the SECC people, and determined that they could set up the podium arrangement we wanted at 14:00, and it would be done long before our 18:00 Hugo Nominees Reception photo session. And our people, led by Nojay, would come in and set up the floodlights. So that was sorted.
( When the MPC meeting was over, we lined up all of the Worldcon chairs that were in town, and shot them. )
Meanwhile, in the afternoon, I headed downtown to get my phone sorted. At Vodafone, I told them about the wonky behavior, and that my suspicion was that it was an intermittent problem with the antenna. They sold me a new phone and took away the bad phone, charging me 15 pounds. I was happy enough, although of course I wasn't thrilled with paying for three phones when we only needed two good ones. On the way back I saw a store called "Curves" (no relation to the women's gym in the states), and stopped in at "Blue Lagoon" where Yvonne Finn sold me a single fish. For those who are used to american fish and chips shops, a "single fish" means I just wanted the fried fish. (A "fish dinner" is fish and chips.) The single fish was actually two pieces of fish -- two very large pieces. I estimate I had the equivalent of a four- or five-piece fish course from H. Salt or Londondale or any of the other english-sounding american chip shops. Tasty, indeed. I went into the Central Station to sort out our Tuesday trip to Inverness -- I wanted to make sure we had reservations. I booked us onto the 16:12; it was either that, or take the 10-something train, or have to change trains partway there.
